Cute YA Hannukah Romance. I skimmed a lot of it. I have learned something about myself. Perhaps I kind of already knew. I am not a real fan of YA - unless its done very very well. Had this not been a Chanukah Romance, I probably would have dumped it. But it was cute and sweet, and well you know the cute story in advance, if not from the title, or the book jacket, simply from the trope. But I started it on Chanukah Day Five, Night Six, and finished it less than 24 hours later. By the time we light the Seventh Candle, Shira and Tyler will be long forgotten. Already forgotten. Do you know I had just closed the book less than ten minutes ago, and was already struggling to recall Shira, our main heroine's name? Halfway through this early morning finish, I was already planning my next book. Which will be.... Ta Da..... Other Birds, by Sarah Addison Allen. Its holiday and miracle time. Feels like the perfect end of the year book.
Want to know what I have out here in Colorado? Other than the Winners and Eight Nights of Flirting?
I have.... Other Birds, Dial A for Aunties, and its sequel Four Aunts and a Wedding. I got Dial A out of the library, because I already own FA and a W, and its actually high on my TBR so I knew I would have to get the first of the trilogy first. I like to bring books I own out to visit my parents, because I can give them away, leave them on the plane, and not have to bring them back, like I have to slog all the library books back. I also have the Messy Lives of Book People, which I already own. Its also a quickie and even with those three and Other Birds, I sort of don't see that one making it home. I have another library book out here too. Just in case. But I think I won't need it. Its Flieschman is in Trouble. Why? Because I think my husband and I are going to watch it on Netflix soon, and I kind of want to read it first or I won't. I have such wonderful books planned for January and I simply can't wait! Plus, I will be surprised by my two Subdue the Shelf books! So now its just knocking these out. I am on vacation with my family, this should be easy to do. Plus, there is a plane ride back, and an entire day of New Years Eve Day back home to work with. Completing the Year.
Happy Holidays Everyone. This was my least favorite of the Chanukah Romances, and there are quite a few good ones. But it you like YA meet cute, Chanukah love for the 18 year old set, than this is certainly for you. One last note. I have always liked the name Shira - it means To Sing. There is a beautiful round called Hava NaShira (kind of have a little song) and my middle son's Hebrew Name is Chaim Shir - "Life of Song." Shain is named for my husband's grandmother Ida, who's Hebrew Name was Chaya (Life). Chaya/Chaim means Life. To Life, L'Chaim. Remember the famous Fiddler on the Roof song? We named him Shain, because he told us in a dream, before I got pregnant with my first Jaden. He literally told us that Baby Shain was coming after Baby Jaden, and at that point we were struggling so deeply with infertility, I didn't know that any babies would come at all. But the dream felt very real and gave us hope. When we woke up, I told my husband the dream and we immediately decided to spell it the way we do, which is sort a yiddish take on it, rather than Irish. Because Shain is "Beautiful/Darling" in Yiddish, and we came up with his name, Shain Jordan, that morning, long before any babies, and Jaden even entered the horizon. But when Shain was born, probably before even, we realized Chaim Shir was right, not just because of honoring Ida, with whom my husband was extremely close, but also for my grandmother Shirley, whose Hebrew name was probably her russian name, Sonya. So he is named for them both. So my husband was worried that his mother wouldn't like the name, because it wasn't close enough to Ida. She waited past our first baby to name for her mother. But when we told her, she had tears in her eyes. It was perfect. Because that's what she remembered her mother singing to her, her entire life. Shayna, Shayna, Shayna. And did she sing it at the Bris? (Public Jewish Circumcision Ritual) Why yes she did. Twice. That is the power of the dream.
So why am I suddenly telling you all this, on this Christmas Eve Morning? We are not skiing today and I am about to go into the shower, before my family heads to the Hickory House for Breakfast. Why am I telling you this? Well I really have no idea. I started with the name Shira, which I have always loved because I am a singer. And I began thinking about Shain and the miraculous situation about his name. Maybe because I am less stressed when I am on vacation, and have more time to muse. But as I was writing and thinking about my Darling Shain, and Chanukah, I am reflecting that he is almost 18, the age of the characters in this little YA thing. He is graduating from High School and heading to college, as we await to hear from another six schools. My kid who is charming and headstrong, and smart, and a little bit reactive and overly certain. Who is lovely and conversant and joyful and funny. Who has an extremely strong Jewish Identity and emulates wanting to be a role model. Who is classic middle child, and has grown into adulthood before my very eyes. My West Wing, Big Brother, Survivor kid. Who doesn't read books, but can improv and fake his way through anything. Who can talk a dog off a meat truck. Somehow I am thinking about him this morning. And maybe saying a little prayer for when all my three beautiful children fall in love for the first time. At least the older two. My youngest needs to finish Harry Potter Seven (we are in the middle), re-watch all the Marvel and DC movies, learn his Hebrew for June, raise his grades in history and math, and he still swears he will have a girlfriend before the older brothers. Ya Never Know.... We will have to see what 2023 holds. A Bar Mitzvah, a High School Graduation, and now two kids in college. Its kind of a momentous time for me. Very profound and emotional. So why am I telling you this? Perhaps I find it more interesting in the moment than Eight Nights of Flirting. Perhaps you caught me in a sentimental moment. Perhaps.... In any case, wishing everyone a beautiful Seventh Night of Chanukah and a Merry Christmas. Me we all be about Families and Love and Miracles and everything good that comes with light. May we continue to be lights to one another and to know there is a light within us. May tonight feel holy to everyone - and may we carry that feeling forth. With blessings and love to all, from our home to yours.